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Nightmare at the Park at Chesterfield
Nightmare at The Park at Chesterfield
Leasing a Park at Chesterfield apartment is equal to signing yourself up for a twelve month nightmare. The apartments are old and have been allowed to deteriorate and crumble. From the first day to the last renters experience structural problems and service issues of every kind imaginable and the apartment’s management and maintenance staff are lazy, incompetent and dishonest.
The day you receive the keys to an apartment, you have the right to expect the apartment to be clean, freshly painted and everything in the apartment to be in working order. But that is not what you get with the Park at Chesterfield Apartments. The first day I walked into my apartment I was greeted by a multitude of gnats and biting flies in the apartment. They came from a huge open garbage bin that everyone living in the apartments were using to put their trash in because the apartments were too cheap to pay for dumpsters. Every few days the bin would be hauled away from emptying and until it was brought back (which could be two to 4 days) residents would throw their garbage in the concrete wells where dumpsters should have been.
Other problems I ran into on my first day in my Park at Chesterfield apartment was an ancient filthy oven. It had to have been as old as the apartments and it had not been cleaned. Both of the toilets in the apartment were broken and were running water continuously and the electricity throughout the apartment fluctuated so badly that it distorted the picture on my TV because electrical power to the set kept going on and off. This fluttering electrical current was happening in every room in the apartment all day every day. My eight year old thought the apartment was haunted. The air conditioning in the apartment went out and had to be repaired. The kitchen sink was clogged and the sinks in the bathroom leaked.
And after the first day problems in the apartment only grew worse. The roof started leaking. We were in the middle of hurricane season in Florida and the ceiling in my living room leaked like a kitchen strainer. Whatever recoat agent they covered the bath tubs and showers with to cover staining started to peel off after we took our first hot shower. And when it peeled we saw that the tiles around the bathtub were breaking up and crumbling. There were actual holes in the shower walls beneath the recoat. The bottom of our toilet leaked through into the apartment below us and an on call emergency maintenance man woke me up at eleven o’clock at night to check to see if we were running water. We were not. The leaking were occurring inside the wall and beneath our bathroom floor. We had this problem with each of our bathrooms. After being repaired (reset) three times, the air conditioning unit processor blew out completely.
We reported the problems to management and some got fixed, but some never did get fixed. At least not while I was living there. And those that got fixed took weeks and sometimes months. And every time we complained the office staff would tell us that the apartments were over 40 years old and that is why there were so many problems. They feed you that line like it’s supposed to mean something to you, but all it means is: the company that owns the apartments charge an exorbitant rent for apartments that they let get run down for forty years.
Leasing a Park at Chesterfield apartment is equal to signing yourself up for a twelve month nightmare. The apartments are old and have been allowed to deteriorate and crumble. From the first day to the last renters experience structural problems and service issues of every kind imaginable and the apartment’s management and maintenance staff are lazy, incompetent and dishonest.
The day you receive the keys to an apartment, you have the right to expect the apartment to be clean, freshly painted and everything in the apartment to be in working order. But that is not what you get with the Park at Chesterfield Apartments. The first day I walked into my apartment I was greeted by a multitude of gnats and biting flies in the apartment. They came from a huge open garbage bin that everyone living in the apartments were using to put their trash in because the apartments were too cheap to pay for dumpsters. Every few days the bin would be hauled away from emptying and until it was brought back (which could be two to 4 days) residents would throw their garbage in the concrete wells where dumpsters should have been.
Other problems I ran into on my first day in my Park at Chesterfield apartment was an ancient filthy oven. It had to have been as old as the apartments and it had not been cleaned. Both of the toilets in the apartment were broken and were running water continuously and the electricity throughout the apartment fluctuated so badly that it distorted the picture on my TV because electrical power to the set kept going on and off. This fluttering electrical current was happening in every room in the apartment all day every day. My eight year old thought the apartment was haunted. The air conditioning in the apartment went out and had to be repaired. The kitchen sink was clogged and the sinks in the bathroom leaked.
And after the first day problems in the apartment only grew worse. The roof started leaking. We were in the middle of hurricane season in Florida and the ceiling in my living room leaked like a kitchen strainer. Whatever recoat agent they covered the bath tubs and showers with to cover staining started to peel off after we took our first hot shower. And when it peeled we saw that the tiles around the bathtub were breaking up and crumbling. There were actual holes in the shower walls beneath the recoat. The bottom of our toilet leaked through into the apartment below us and an on call emergency maintenance man woke me up at eleven o’clock at night to check to see if we were running water. We were not. The leaking were occurring inside the wall and beneath our bathroom floor. We had this problem with each of our bathrooms. After being repaired (reset) three times, the air conditioning unit processor blew out completely.
We reported the problems to management and some got fixed, but some never did get fixed. At least not while I was living there. And those that got fixed took weeks and sometimes months. And every time we complained the office staff would tell us that the apartments were over 40 years old and that is why there were so many problems. They feed you that line like it’s supposed to mean something to you, but all it means is: the company that owns the apartments charge an exorbitant rent for apartments that they let get run down for forty years.